Untitled Poem about Fireflies
Tickle your hand> like the ocean of dark green below the sky look > the treasure in a shaky prison> light shining> unabated by fear inside find > the twitching probes> recalling dim memories> yearning
I am human
Heart held together with nothing but string skin concealing always healing yet they remain yet i am no victim i am human living the day by the day hoping, wondering of the end of the age wishing for nothing but an open cage i am human yearning
Change
I wish to show the world, yearn to lead a path away, from the destruction i have become, away from the disintegration.
A Shining Star
By the heavens, he yearned to see more!
too much time on my hands.txt
Time to myself now i drown in the new over abundance the beauty and awe of the written word brings little joy even in my admittedly perverse thought and desires i find little comfort it is like my most favorite foods lost their appeal and flavor i yearn
Poem #66: Pumping Blood
We all yearn for that special someone in our lives. enjoy.
A (Modified)Love Poem
I yearn for nature. that's just the way it is. my soul demands it, like the lungs demand air. i desire the gleeful cries of a magpie atop a fence post, i must have the spicy smell of fallen pine needles in the summer.
The War Inside
We're all at war with our own beast, as it sits down and yearns to feast on tender morsels of the sort we really can't afford. so asks you now do i: which way? and to which end and means you sway?
A Royal Bond
Sijin stroked the soft, richly colored fur on riga's cheek, "...feel that it's simple, yet lovely sound deeply accentuates the beautiful, captivating sensuality you make my soul yearn for!" the sudden advance made riga flinch slightly and blush.
Werewolf woes
"to watch the moonrise and to give you and norgura a gift" when rad said the word moonrise tarn was filled with a funny feeling; like a yearning that he couldn't express.
Intoned, Temptation
She, for whom my loins yearn. she, who shares my scorn. as long, unending days give way; i am free. given leave to go home. a solemn journey, sullied in knowing i only come -- once more -- _here_, when the sun rises anew. home, i gamed.
Promise of the Wolves
A promise that would come true, fates meeting and parting while the wolf would seek the human and the human to the wolf but the wolf in a girl's skin would also yearn from memories of broken blue eyes and scars hidden on a human hand.